Russian Into It (by Dangerman )

I had saved up some money and decided to take one of those whirlwind tours 
of Scandinavia and Northeastern Russia. The trip through Norway, Sweden, 
Denmark and Finland was fantastic but the best was yet to come in Russia.

After sightseeing with my tour group in St. Petersburg, I went with some of 
the men to a local nightclub where, we were told, we could meet some hot 
Russian girls. The tip was right. As soon as we arrived, we were ushered 
inside -- no doubt because of the buying power of our American dollars. The 
girls within were by and large very pretty. Lots of blondes and some very 
voluptuous. The girls came right up to us and asked US if we wanted to dance 
in broken English. There was no way I would turn these babes down. After 45 
minutes or so of non-stop music, the DJ took a break and we headed to a 
table in a corner of the club.

The girl I was dancing with said her name was Larisa. She was a tall, 
well-built girl about 23-24 years old. She had long blonde hair and a very 
ample bosom. It was summer and she wore a tight yellow cotton dress that 
buttoned up the front and wore white high heels without stockings. I thought 
she was a knockout especially with two buttons unfastened from the top 
showing off the swell of her breasts. I enjoyed looking down at her deep 
cleavage and watching her tits bounce and jiggle when she moved.

All of us ordered some food and several bottles of ice-cold vodka. We ate, 
drank, and laughed at each other's attempts to speak the others' language. 
We were having such a good time at the table that we stayed there when the 
music started up again. After a while we all were feeling very loose and 
Larisa was rubbing her body sensually against mine. I was thoroughly 
enjoying this and encouraged her at every turn.

Finally, I felt her hand rubbing my thigh and then slowly move to my crotch 
under the table. She playfully squeezed my dick through my pants and felt 
myself getting hard as she did this. I kissed her and our tongues played in 
each other's mouth while she unzipped my fly and reached into my pants. she 
found my stiff cock and hauled it out and began to slide her hand up and 
down the shaft. I tried to act nonchalant while she gave me the handjob but 
it was getting more and more difficult to sit still.

Larisa rubbed her breasts against my arm and increased the tempo as she 
jerked me off. I felt my balls tighten and tried to fight back the rising 
stream of cum I knew was on it's way. As the friction of her hand on my cock 
got wilder, I shot a hot load of spunk. some shot under the table, but much 
of it covered the hand that gripped my dick. I let out a heavy sigh and must 
have had a shit-eating grin on my face. Larisa let go of my dick and licked 
her hand clean of my cum while I wiped my cock with the edge of the 
tablecloth.

After zipping up my pants, I downed a stiff drink to bring me back to my 
senses. Larisa leaned over to me and whispered: "Can we go now to your 
room?". I was waiting for her signal to leave and this was it. I paid my 
portion of the bill and we said goodbye to our friends. Larisa and I walked 
the two city blocks to my hotel and went in. She was amazed at the 
sumptuousness of the lobby but couldn't wait to get into the elevator. We 
took the lift to my floor and went into my room. No sooner had I locked the 
door, than Larisa jumped at me and wrapped her arms around my neck. She 
kissed me wild and hard on the lips and I could feel her generous breasts 
crush against my chest. I ground my crotch against hers and we both started 
feeling each other up through our clothes. I had to get her naked. I had to 
fuck her!

I unbuttoned the front of her dress and she let it fall from her shoulder to 
the floor. She wore a large white D-cup lacy bra and matching panties along 
with her white pumps. She had nice wide hips and thick thighs and her tits 
bulged over the top of her bra. I reached behind her and unfastened the back 
of the bra and pulled down the straps. She pulled it off her chest and freed 
her breasts, which fell full on her chest. Her nipples were large and 
aroused. I wasted no time in stripping naked and led her over to the bed. I 
threw her down on it and proceeded to remove her panties. After getting them 
past her hips I was rewarded with the sight of her thick unshaven pubic 
hair. Lust took over and I mounted her on the bed as she spread her thighs.

I guided my stiff cock into her wet pussy and began to fuck her wildly. She 
was very vocal in bed and cried out in English and Russian as I plowed her 
from on top. I kept up the rhythm for what seemed like forever before 
finally exploding inside her cunt. She screamed out during her orgasm and it 
took all of remaining strength to keep her from knocking me off the bed.

After resting for several minutes, I got up and rolled Larisa over on her 
belly. She was too wrapped up in the afterglow of being fucked to realize 
what I was doing. I spread her ass cheeks and rubbed my slippery dick around 
her puckered asshole. When it was lubricated, I slowly inserted the head of 
my cock into her buttocks as she became aware of my action. She started to 
cry and buck in bed. I held on and pushed her back down as I fucked her in 
the ass. I soon came hard and shot my first load into her. I withdrew and 
fired another spurt of cum on her ass cheeks. Larisa collapsed on the bed 
exhausted

I stretched out beside her for about a half hour then, we both made our way 
to the shower and cleaned off the sweat and cum from our bodies. While in 
the shower, Larisa got down on her knees and gave me a fantastic blowjob. 
She really knew how to use her mouth. She swallowed everything my cock and 
balls delivered to her. We dried each other off and went to bed, 
occasionally waking up and fucking before falling asleep again.

The next morning, Larisa got up and dressed in the bathroom. She came out 
and kissed me goodbye and thanked me for a wonderful night. I did likewise 
and gave her some money for a taxi ride home. She left, and when I entered 
the bathroom I found that she had left her lingerie as souvenirs. On one of 
the cups of her bra she wrote in eye pencil: "From Russia, with Love!"